Prologue: The Misconceptions of Monsters
The glassed eyes that were filled with dread— or maybe terror. Her delicate body was so sweet looking, especially crushed under the weight of the ruby encrusted sword. So sad, tragic really. But Harry knew no one was going to miss the bitch of a girl.
The wild haired know it all, however had known too much. And he had simply taught the Muggleborn girl a lesson on not snooping into matters that did not... concern her to a certain degree. The all familiar crackle of apparition and the feel of unidentifiable magic was enough to send him fleeing.
The Aurors were in for a sight when they ran into the top floor of the dingy building in Hogsmeade, to find no one but the body of a limp bushy haired girl, who's midriff was pouring of the crimson juice that had once filled the body of life. "Hermione Granger, muggleborn... same year as my niece..." Amelia Bones, the Head of the DMLE spoke.
"What are we going to do... dammit!" Auror Proudfoot raged, eyes bulging. "The sick bastard, another teenager."
Amelia's face was strained and withdrawn as she cleared her throat. "Check for traces... of magic." Her voice became less intimidating, though the Auror obeyed nonetheless.
"Appare Vestigium..." He murmured then let out another sigh. "The same ol' bloody thing as last time, just a reviving spell." The pair sat in silence, until Amelia spoke again her tone much more defiant and scratchy. "Send for back up, Proudfoot! I'm going to find this piece of shit." Shocked by the motivation in his boss he quickly apparated out.
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It'll make a lot more sense after the prologue, haha! Yes this is slash and it will be Harrymort/Tomarry.